Don't Get Your Hopes Up
"Hey grandpa."
"Hey shortman! How'd the science fair go?"
"Well, Phoebe won first prize with her project explaining how temperature affects the density of water."
"I'd give her the prize just to keep her from explaining it to me!"
"Yeah, but I think she was a little disappointed."
"Oh, how so?"
"They didn't give her an actual trophy. It was just a blue ribbon."
"Reminds me of the time the school announced they were going to start serving pizza in the cafeteria. I was so excited! The big day finally came! I got myself a slice the size of Abner's stomach!" Phil began to explain, as Arnold continued to listen.
"Five minutes after I finished it, I spent the rest of the lunch period gagging my brains out. Haha!"
"I don't get it? What's the point?"
"The point is, things never turn out as good as you hope they will! There's a secret to guaranteed happiness though."
"There is?" Arnold asked anxiously.
"Yep! Low expectations. Don't expect much, and you'll never be disappointed about anything! Haha!" Phil laughed, while watching Arnold leave the table.
"Thanks grandpa."